An gasp of pure awe escapes Augustine once another beast is summoned. It seems that this fiend is indeed a summoner. How fascinating! Augustine cannot help but wonder just how many nifty little demons and angels can this boy call forth.

"I've never seen a demon call forth an angel." He mutters under his breath. "Then again, never judge a book by its cover." The hunter trails off once the boy manages to expel enough energy to force back Astaroth's strike. While he doubts the energy possesses any holy properties, it's certainly strong enough to force the demon back within the shadows.

"How disappointing--" Augustine grumbles in reference to that useless monster he tamed. "You can't even subdue a child?" Once that white-clad warrior comes charging towards him, the vampire vanishes again only to briefly appear above aiming both pistols at the summon. Augustine has not one but two of those ornate silver and gold pistols. While they look antiques you would find at an auction house, they certainly aren't fakes. Augustine fires several shots at the warrior and his summoner. When he lands, the shadows converge again and start to take form once more.

"You do not disappoint."